Word: thicketed
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...like all Communist peace proposals, this one was a thicket of tricks. The Communists had timed their offer to Malaya's first general elections next month, to appeal to weariness of a war which has cost nearly 10,000 lives. But the British were determined not to allow the Communists a jungle Panmunjom which would give them recognition and time to recover their strength...
...Lola, in Broadway's smash new musical Damn Yankees, a relative newcomer named Gwen Verdon (rhymes with spurred on) warms to her work like a flash fire in a dry thicket. Breathing a warning ("Whatever Lola wants, Lola gets . . .") that is already familiar to jukebox listeners all over the nation, she lays siege to her innocent quarry in a hectically eclectic attempt at seduction. No woman's wile is too corny or battle-worn for Lola as she romps about the stage to an insistent Latin rhythm, flinging caution and clothing to the winds. Stretched on a locker...
...given a triggering signal. In a Breland-type zoo, the spectator could put a nickel in a slot if he wanted to see the monkeys dance or the hippo plunge into his pool. For a larger coin, a quarter perhaps, he might see a lion charge out of a thicket and leap with hideous roars on a simulated gazelle...
When Contralto Margarete Klose sang in Jenufa at Berlin's Municipal Opera, she performed excellently. But along with the applause came a shrill of whistles and a thicket of catcalls. It had just been announced that Singer Klose, like Baritone Josef Hermann before her, was switching over to Berlin's State Opera under a three-year contract. On top of the reaction of Municipal Opera's fans, its famed director, Carl Ebert, 67, himself snapped an angry farewell. Its gist: his artists should not only be good singers but good citizens. Once they have gone, Klose...
...niggling refinements of taste. There is too much to be seen and done, too many wonderful things in the world that might be made into movies; and away he rushes, with his intellectual pockets full of toads and baby bunnies and thousand-leggers, and plunges eagerly into every new thicket of ideas he comes across. Often enough he emerges, in radiant triumph, bearing the esthetic equivalent of a rusty beer can or an old suspender. They are treasures to Walt, and somehow his wonder and delight in the things he discovers make them treasures to millions who know how dearly...